Chapter 1943 Before the Decisive Battle

Ye Xinghe once asked the master in the sect to look at this nameless broken sword.

Now it is just equivalent to a fourth-grade or fifth-grade magic weapon.

Ye Xinghe is still not confident to use it to perform the secret sword technique.

After all, he vaguely feels that there are some secrets hidden in this nameless broken sword.

If the secret sword technique is rashly used now and it is damaged, it will be a pity.

Next, while Ye Xinghe is competing, he will continue to study the Taixuan Sword Sutra and Lingyun Immortal Steps every day after returning home.

During this period, his feelings about the Taixuan Sword Sutra have become more and more profound.

He can control it to perfection.

The first, second, and third styles are combined with each other.

He has created many powerful combinations by himself.

As for the secret sword technique, he also ponders it every day and has already understood it clearly.

However, because he does not have a powerful weapon, he is afraid of damaging the nameless broken sword, so he has not dared to practice it.

One day, He Zhihai's residence.

After listening to Ye Xinghe, He Zhihai lowered his voice and said: "You have to hide it. This secret sword technique cannot be used easily in front of outsiders!"

"This secret sword technique is Zhu Qingtan's most powerful magical power. He got it by chance. It is extremely profound and has no grade."

"But according to our estimation, this grade is definitely not lower than the sixth grade magical power!"

"It's just that he missed the age and couldn't practice it, so he gave it to Zhu Lexin."

"If this thing of yours is exposed and used in the sect, then your killing of Zhu Lexin is a foregone conclusion. At that time, no one can protect you!"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

"Don't worry, I will only use it outside the sect."

"As for the weapon you mentioned."

He Zhihai frowned and was a little embarrassed.

"There aren't many sixth-grade magic swords in our sect."

Ye Xinghe asked, "Do you have a forging master in our sect? Can you ask him to take a look for me?"

"There are none!"

He Zhihai waved his hand.

"This forging master is as rare as an alchemist of the same level. It requires a lot of rare materials. Our sect can't afford it at all!"

"As for the alchemist, our sect only worshipped one by chance."

"That old thing is so rude every day. We can't see him for a few years!"

Ye Xinghe knew that he was talking about the alchemy.

Next, he came to the square.

Today was his twelfth game, which was the final.

As expected, the two peerless geniuses entered the final.

At this time, all the other arenas on the huge bluestone island had been removed, leaving only the one in the middle.

There were crowds of people on the island, as many as six or seven thousand people.

In the Divine Sword Sect, except for the genius disciples in the first echelon.

All the others, who were in the sect, came here because of their reputation.

They wanted to witness this grand occasion.

They wanted to know who was the real leader of the young generation, Ye Xinghe or Jiang Haoyan!

Ye Xinghe had just arrived here when a rather enthusiastic voice suddenly came.

"Junior Brother Ye!"

Ye Xinghe turned his head and saw a sturdy young man coming over.

He was tall and his breath was quite warm.

He naturally had a heart-wrenching demeanor.

"Junior Brother Guo!"

It turned out that Guo Qingxian was Ye Xinghe's opponent yesterday.

He was also the strongest person Ye Xinghe had encountered in this battle.

Ye Xinghe felt that he seemed to have the possibility of breaking through to the sixth level of the Outer Heaven Realm at any time!

If he faced Jiang Haoyan, I'm afraid he would have a fight.

Although Jiang Haoyan could suppress him from the realm.

But Guo Qingxian, who had been in the fifth level of the Outer Heaven and Earth Realm for thirty years, had a very strong foundation.

However, no matter how strong he was, it was useless in front of Ye Xinghe, and he was still defeated in one move.

Therefore, Guo Qingxian admired Ye Xinghe very much.

The two talked all the way and walked towards the ring.

Suddenly, Ye Xinghe heard a shout.

"It's coming, it's coming, is there anyone who wants to place a bet? It's the last cup of tea!"

"After a cup of tea, the bet will be closed and they will start fighting!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and looked over with interest.

Then he saw a blue-clothed disciple shouting loudly.

In front of him was a huge wooden plate, which was divided into left and right sides.

On both sides, each was piled high with Xuanhuang coins.

And Ye Xinghe found that there was more than one blue-clothed disciple like this.

There were more than ten people, all wearing the same uniform, scattered around the arena, setting up gambling games.

And there were indeed a lot of people participating in the gambling game.

Ye Xinghe walked over, and many people were placing bets.

This method is simple and crude. After giving the person who set up the game Xuanhuang coins, choose to bet on someone to win.

The other party will give a chip with a number written on it.

Ye Xinghe saw that the blue-clothed disciple was already piled with Xuanhuang coins in front of him.

I'm afraid there are close to 100,000.

He glanced around the ring and shook his head secretly.

Just these Xuanhuang coins on the surface are already nearly a million!

These disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are really rich.

But it's normal to think about it.

After all, there are probably hundreds or thousands of people betting, and a little bit adds up to a lot.

Ye Xinghe asked: "Brother, I don't know how to bet?"

The blue-clothed disciple pointed impatiently at the big sign next to him.

"Didn't you see it? It's very simple. Bet on Ye Xinghe to win, one to four!"

"Bet on Jiang Haoyan to win, one to two!"

"Oh?"

Ye Xinghe smiled.

"So it seems that you think Ye Xinghe has a smaller chance of winning?"

"Do I need to say that?"

The blue-clothed disciple said, "Everyone can see how powerful and domineering Jiang Haoyan is. Compared with him, Ye Xinghe is much inferior. Of course, Ye Xinghe has a smaller chance of winning!"

He looked up impatiently and said, "Are you going to bet or not? If not, leave quickly and don't block the people behind you."

The last word "people" was not spoken before it turned into an exclamation.

His face turned pale in an instant, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

He looked at Ye Xinghe and stammered, "Senior Brother Ye, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you!"

He was terrified and secretly complained, saying that he was unlucky.

He didn't expect to meet the real boss, and he said to him that his winning rate was low in front of him.

Ye Xinghe didn't care and laughed.

Ye Xinghe defeated his enemies with one sword all the way.

And Jiang Haoyan's methods were even more fierce and brutal.

All of them were flames that burned the enemy to death.

In his first six battles, all six opponents died.

Because of this, he became famous, and from the seventh battle onwards, in the next four battles.

All of his opponents surrendered on their own initiative, and didn't even dare to fight him.

Because of this, Jiang Haoyan's reputation became very famous, and he was extremely prominent. At this time, he had already overshadowed Ye Xinghe.